Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Road to the Formation of the Actor
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Ren Ziling plans to have a good heart-to-heart talk with Luo Qiu. The twenty-nine-year-old deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper said that he had been busy with work recently, and that he had been negligent and had not been the master of his mother, and that his voice was so soft and gentle that he could almost kill most men in seconds.
Then, box by box of crisps killed Ren Ziling's next words, and when she reacted, Luo Qiu had already closed the door of the room.
Listening to the old CD player that Lao Luo gave to his son playing Eagles' Desperado in the room, Ren Ziling silently nibbled on a box of crisps.
And then there was no then.
"Stinky boy, don't you want to be so sensational......"
Actually, there was no one in Luo Qiu's room.
When he got back to his room, he turned on the CD player and shuttled straight back to the club.
Who knows what the hell it's on......
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Sitting behind the counter of the club, Luo Qiu said that it was too late and didn't want to drink flower tea, so the caring maid opened the wine cabinet at the side bar for the first time in front of Luo Qiu.
A bottle of vodka, a bottle of cocoa in a black bottle, and a bottle of fruity gin. Yuya looked at Luo Qiu with a light smile on his face, then filled the shaker with eight full ice cubes, poured each of the three drinks in a small glass, poured it into the shaker, closed the lid, and began to shake.
There weren't too many fancy, but from beginning to end, Youye's eyes never left Luoqiu.
As the saying goes, beauty and wine are always suitable, and it is probably said that this is the general situation, Luo Qiu looked at it, and his mood had a relaxed and happy feeling.
It wasn't until Yuya shook the shaker until the outside of the flask formed a light white frost that stopped, and the mixture, which turned into a light brown drink, was poured into a cocktail glass, and the concocted drink was delivered to Luo Qiu with the rhythmic sound of high heels and wooden floors.
Luo Qiu quipped, "I think I'll probably have to invade the kitchen next time." ”
Yuye looked at Luo Qiu for some reason, and Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Because watching you cook food or mix wine is indeed a pleasure." ”
Yuye turned from a shallow smile to a smile and walked slowly to the club lobby. There is an old vinyl record player made of old pine and wood Zuò all the time.
Yuya put down the vinyl disc, pressed the stylus, and turned around slowly, and the soft and somewhat mysterious movement began to play, and Yuya returned to Luo Qiu's side and sat down opposite him.
The maid looked languid, her legs crossed under the hem of her skirt, and her elbows rested on the round table, holding up her face.
Luo Qiu took a sip of the cocktail he had concocted. I thought that the mixture of vodka and gin should be very strong, but I didn't expect it to be sweet and refreshing. Maybe that's because there's another kind of black cocoa?
He played with the white jade card he got from Pianjiao, and suddenly asked, "In this world, is there really a past life and this life? Reincarnation, there are also ten halls of Yama?"
Yuya said softly, "There are many ancient legends in the East. People will believe because they believe. But who knows? After all, this is not a way for people to see for themselves. ”
Luo Qiu asked, "Then how does Su Houde explain it?"
Youye said: "People have thoughts, and thoughts are souls." Therefore, the soul does not disperse, that is, the mind does not disperse. The world is not devoid of ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and the like. But in Yuye's view, these are all clusters of strong spiritual bodies, and they have left the carrier of the physical body, but they have not dissipated because of their strong emotional obsessions. ”
Hearing this, Luo Qiu hummed and said, "I have read some anecdotal magazines, saying that the human spirit is like a wave. When the two mental wavelengths are close or almost identical, it may be possible for one to receive the other's thought waves. In other words, there is no so-called past and present life, but Su Houde has found a carrier that can accept his thoughts?"
Yuye smiled: "How to believe, it is the owner's will." ”
Luo Qiu shook his head, took another sip of cocktail, sipped his eyebrows, and felt the aroma of alcohol lingering between his teeth, "It's strange to think about it, if there is really reincarnation, there are actually not many human beings at all, and now the population has exploded, if the dead can be reincarnated, where did the original come from?"
But perhaps it is also true. The soul is not explained by the spirit, and there is also an unknown management that is not reincarnated but can explain this phenomenon.
Thinking of this, Luo Qiu felt that if he continued to think about it, he might fall into some kind of unknown dead end.
He had not thought of being a philosopher, and shook his head self-deprecatingly, putting an end to this nonsense.
Then, the bell placed at the gate rang out.
Zhong Luochen is coming, and the wind and dust are serving.
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When he came, Zhong Luochen used the map of his mobile phone to directly check the information on this street. He didn't find the club's store on the map at all, but instead marked another store - even a street shot.
However, the club has wonderfully replaced the store's deposit.
He once stood at the door of the club and noticed that one pedestrian after another walked past Jean and into the club he saw, but he quickly walked out, carrying only some supplies.
Obviously, the club he saw and the shops that passers-by saw were in the same location, but they were probably in a different space.
This kind of wonder made Zhong Luochen take a deep breath with a strong sense of awe and push open the door of the club again.
I still saw the man in the clown mask, and the beautiful woman dressed as a maid. Zhong Luochen was not in the mood to be nostalgic for this beauty, and said straight to the point: "Mr. Clown, I have already brought my grandfather and stayed in a nearby hotel." ”
Luo Qiu stretched out his hand and waved it to make Zhong Luochen stop talking, and then gently swiped the black battle in his hand, and even more wonderful and incredible things suddenly appeared in Zhong Luochen's eyes.
The corridor full of soft lights and carpeted eyes Zhong Luochen said with a little horror: "This is ...... Hotel?!"
Luo Qiu walked forward with his hands behind his back and said, "Guest, take me to meet your grandfather...... One request though, I hope there are no more outsiders, except for you and your grandfather. ”
Zhong Luochen immediately said: "This time, the family is not at ease, so they have to come with me." But don't worry, Mr. Clown, I've got them all waiting on the floor below...... However, time is running out. ”
Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Got it." ”
In a suite, Luo Qiu finally saw Zhong Luochen's grandfather.
One was lying on the bed, with a needle in his arm hanging from the infusion bag, and a large number of instruments next to him. The old man's expression was haggard and pale, and it could even be said that there was no blood.
He lay like this, not far from death.
Luo Qiu walked to the old man's side, and suddenly thought, is there a little too much old man he has seen this day, but this kind of distraction did not affect what he should do.
Luo Qiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the old man's face, and some black points of light began to emerge from Zhong Luochen's grandfather's forehead at this time, and were absorbed into Luo Qiu's palm.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the suite, and a man's voice came: "Falling dust! I heard movement, are you coming back? Open the door! Open the door! What do you mean by not letting us guard grandpa?"
The sound of the knock on the door was very loud, obviously with great force, "If you don't open the door, don't blame me for crashing in! Is there anyone else inside?"
Zhong Luochen looked at the door, looking anxious. Listening to the voice, he knew that it was his eldest brother Zhong Luoyun...... This guy is suspicious, he must have used some method to monitor, otherwise he just came back, and the eldest brother came to the door, which was too much of a coincidence.
"Mr. Clown, I don't know ......"
Zhong Luochen hurriedly turned around to look, and Luo Qiu's figure could still be seen there, but the scene in front of him almost made his heart beat out.
The old man lying on the bed had opened his eyes and sat up, his face still haggard, but his eyes were still clear.
"This ...... Where's the dust?" said the old man slowly.
At the same time, Zhong Luochen heard such a sentence.
――Customer, we have delivered the product you wanted. The transaction is completed.
Zhong Luochen was in a trance-like in a dark world for a moment, and a roll of sheepskin floated and burned in front of his eyes, and then disappeared. He felt as if he had been pulled out of something, and subconsciously touched his body.
At this time, his vision became clear, and he returned to this suite.
It seemed that because he saw Zhong Luochen's strange appearance, the old man slowly spoke again: "Luochen, what are you looking for?"
Zhong Luochen suddenly became excited, stopped his hands, looked up at the old man, and suddenly sat down on the ground.
He...... I didn't feel the joy I should have at all.
It's like looking at a complete stranger.
"Dust?" said the old man for the third time.
Zhong Luochen swallowed his saliva and stood up, he didn't know what his expression was, he just knew that he had tried his best to squeeze himself out of ecstasy.
"Grandpa, you're ...... to wake up. Great, great!"